Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Kiki loved the expression on his face. She hoped she looked as excited to see Terry as he studied her fondly. Unable to stop herself, Kiki launched herself forward and wrapped her arms around his torso to hug him hard.
Without a second’s hesitation, Terry lifted her into his arms and cuddled her on his lap. His hand lifted her chin, and he brushed his lips across hers. Deepening the kiss, he tasted her inner lips with a slow stroke of his tongue and eagerly Kiki opened her mouth to allow him access.
Squirming happily on his lap, Kiki met each kiss with heat. Her body had simmered all day long, knowing she would spend time with him and receive her discipline for doubting him. She grabbed his shoulders for stability as he shifted her to straddle his lap. Now that her rocking body brushed against his pelvis and growing erection, he didn’t attempt to hide as his mouth recaptured hers in a potent seduction.
“Daddy?” she whispered when he allowed her a few seconds to breathe.
“Daddy’s glad to see you, Bumblebee. I missed you today.”
“I had a great day, knowing that I would come to see you after work,” she confessed, tilting her head to encourage him as Terry brushed his fingers through her hair.
“I did too, Little girl.”
He pressed several more toe-curling kisses to her mouth before setting her slightly away from him. This time when he spoke, Terry’s voice was deeper and huskier. “I shouldn’t let you distract me. You earned your first spanking this morning.”
When she looked down, Terry tilted her face upward. “I can see you haven’t forgotten either.”
“You could just give me a warning because I’m being so good now,” she suggested.
“Not going to happen. I’m not a wishy-washy Daddy. If you earn a punishment, you’ll receive one. Let me help you stand up,” Terry instructed, lifting her easily off his lap and onto her feet.
Her hands automatically closed around his as he moved to unfasten her black jeans. “Wait!”
“Put your hands behind your head, Bumblebee.” His tone brooked no argument.
She beseeched him with her eyes to reconsider but soon inched her arms upward to stand straight as he unfastened and tugged her jeans and panties down her thighs. There was no one there but her Daddy and herself. She tried to be brave but suddenly she was very scared.
He gripped her hips hard, pulling her thoughts away from panic. “Do you trust me to take care of you, Bumblebee? If not, we’ll take a step back and build that.”
His understanding gaze clued her in that he was in this for them both. She hadn’t thought that there were risks for him as well. Someone she couldn’t trust would never wait to check with her. “I’ve been excited and panicked at the same time all day.”
“Have your panties been wet?”
“Soaked,” she whispered, feeling her face heat. She started to lower her hands, but his chin lifted, causing her to halt that automatic motion.
“Are you ready to lie over my lap?”
“Yes.”
Immediately, Terry took control and shifted her to stretch over his hard thighs. She shivered, feeling totally unbalanced as she tried to ground herself by pressing her fingertips and toes against the carpet. He held her securely with a forearm pressed in the small of her back.
Kiki jumped as his hand stroked over her bottom. He didn’t seem to be in any hurry as he brushed over her bare flesh. She almost wanted to scream, Just do it!
Whack! A flash of stinging pain flared across her skin as the first swat of his hand landed. Rearing up, Kiki tried to scramble off his lap but he held her secure.
“Relax, Bumblebee. Tensing up will only make it hurt worse,” Terry lectured as his hand peppered light swats over her vulnerable buttocks.
“I’m sorry. I’ll be good,” she swore before turning to look at him with eyes she knew were wide. “You’ve punished me.”
“I haven’t even gotten started yet, Kiki. I’m just warming up your bottom. Relax. Take a deep breath and relax against Daddy’s thighs.”
She drew in a slow breath, reminding herself that Daddy would never hurt her. He wasn’t that kind of Daddy. If he were, he never would have been able to pass the Daddy test at Blaze and become a member. Besides, he was Tori’s brother. There were lots of people who could attest to his good reputation.
“Good girl. May I continue?” The way he was rubbing her bottom felt so sensual that she was growing more aroused. Was that from the spanking?
“Yes, Sir,” she murmured, more curious than afraid now.
Terry continued spanking her, his palm seeming to land on every square inch of skin, including her upper thighs. When he started to focus on the spot where her thighs met her butt cheeks, a rush of arousal consumed her.